The cold embrace of Death Reveals us the Gate We're entering the Reign of Gloom Through the violet veil But the ones who still lie dead Know the way to come back They're waiting for the black moon night In their charming graves
The closing sound of the grim bell's toll Scans the gait of the funeral march They proceed slowly towards us With outstretched cold arms Our existence can turn at last To an eternal All Soul's Day Whispering they'll return to life While our goal in life is Death!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
